Dressed as a man with the eldest son

one zero five

Nan Ruo's throat was dry, and he felt like he was being hit, and the continuous love was about to burst out. The prince always seemed to surprise him when he hesitated, and accurately resolved the contradictions in his heart.

For the first time, he realized that he was clumsy and tongue-tied, and there were thousands of words in his heart, but he was so crowded that he couldn't say them out, so he turned into a sigh, grabbed the prince's shoulder and kissed him.

Kiss is language, it can mean everything.

Except for the previous temptation under the starry sky, this was the first time Nan Ruo took the initiative to get close. It was no longer just light and fresh and curious. With deep affection, he reached out and pressed the prince's shoulder, letting the kiss be completely dominated by him. He sucked and licked gently with his lips in his mouth, extremely gentle.

In Nan Ruo's view, kissing conveys emotions better than sex/love. Of course, it may be related to his lack of experience of the latter.

Compared with the ancients who were born and raised by the prince, he, a modern person, is not good at talking about love, so he can only turn it into actions, and incorporate everything he wants to express into kisses.

How can the prince not feel his change, great joy surged in his heart, he obediently let him kiss, almost held his breath, afraid of waking him up and running away in embarrassment, he didn't dare to open his eyes until he felt his Hesitantly.

He just knew that the prince laughed silently, raised his hand to pinch the back of Nan Ruo's head, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss. Forget it, after all, he has already walked 99 steps, and he is not short of this step. Brother Ruo has such a temperament, he first Only when he took the initiative would he respond positively, but when it was his turn to take the initiative, he was embarrassed.

Sure enough, when he took a step forward, Ruo Geer no longer hesitated to take the initiative, but it was not so gentle when he took the lead, and the gentle wind and light rain instantly turned into a violent storm.

The corners of Nan Ruo's mouth were sour, and the earth dragon seemed to be burning hotter. He seemed to be in a steamer, and his back was soaked with sweat. He wanted to end it, but was pushed back on the pillow by the prince. He couldn't retreat for a while, and his retreat In exchange for a deeper kiss, as if to snatch all the breath from his mouth, the prince put his arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

The air seemed to be ignited, and the two incense sticks just lit by the little eunuch in the corner curled up and intertwined, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

The kiss got deeper and deeper, and Nan Ruo was about to lose his breath. The prince let him go when he was almost suffocating. After the kiss was over, he took a big breath of fresh air, and his forehead and neck were burned more and more. He was sweating, and his face was flushed.

The prince looked down, eager to ooze out from the cracks in the bones, like crazily growing vines, urging him to entangle him, piercing into every inch of his skin, greedy for his blood, and swallowing his skin and bones together That's good.

He stretched out his hand to break the ribbon on the bed curtain, and blindfolded Nan Ruo's eyes.

"Your Highness—" Nan Ruo subconsciously resisted the darkness that descended in vain, but was grabbed by his wrist.

"If brother is good, I won't hurt you, I love you before it's too late..." The prince's voice was hoarse, and he kissed the corner of his lips, "I just want to kiss you..."

The loss of vision caused Nan Ruo to amplify his sense of hearing and smell. He was startled when he thought of the imperial decree on his chest, and suddenly broke free from his hand to hold his chest. Fortunately, the imperial decree had not yet been transcribed and made into a book. Miao hesitated again, and lost the last chance to stop him in the hesitation.

"Your Highness—" he panicked.

"Hush..." came the prince's smiling voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm..." The nasal voice coaxed him to be good.

Nan Ruo seemed to have been hit by an acupuncture point and remained motionless. Losing his vision made him extremely insecure. He stretched out his hand and unconsciously touched it twice in the air. The prince stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers.

The amplified hearing allowed him to hear the sound of ice melting on the eaves outside, falling down the tiles, and the sound of water getting louder, with a rhythm that he wanted.

The streamer didn't completely cover his vision, he could see hazy light and shadow, as if he was in an illusion, and he saw pleasant images, like a fantasy movie with distorted pictures.

He tried to open his eyes wide to see clearly, but it was all in vain.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed very short and long, the illusion collapsed in vain, and the wonderful movie was blown to pieces.

Nan Ruo suddenly closed his eyes, as if some debris had splashed into his eyes, he was too shocked to make a sound.

The prince gently stroked his forehead, and looked at him without blinking, the possessiveness in his eyes was terrifying.

Whether it is love or love, he wants to give it to Ruo Geer himself. He is willing to please him, tolerate him, let him enjoy and make him happy, and make him unforgettable. Whenever he thinks about it in the future, only him .

In the past, he was afraid that Brother Ruo would taste the sweetness and find others, but now that he can get along with each other often, he no longer wants to restrain himself.

"Am I okay?" He leaned over and gently pecked Nan Ruo's forehead, breathing hot breath on his face, smiling, "Huh?"

Nan Ruo was still immersed in the movie, unable to recover for a while.

The prince covered up the sickness on his face and helped him remove the cover from his eyes.

"You..." Nan Ruo lost his voice, he didn't know what to say, he didn't expect the crown prince to do this at all, all kinds of feelings surged in his heart, this time there was no waves to beat down, and his eye sockets swelled.

"Don't think about it." The prince didn't want to burden him, and wiped the sweat off his neck, "I'm willing to do this in my heart, you just treat it as my hobby, I like to kiss you, I want to kiss you..."

The index finger gently touched a drop of sweat, put it in his mouth and licked it away: "As long as it belongs to Brother Ruo, I can do it."

My lover is a bit perverted.

Nan Ruo's body trembled, his eyes fell on his lips, and he swallowed unconsciously. He couldn't say a pleasant word, so he could only raise his head and kiss again to convey his emotions.

—but he likes it.

The prince avoided it: "I'm going to have a cup of tea."

Nan Ruo shook his head, kissed him firmly, and drove straight in, snatching the sweet and greasy fragrance of flowers in his mouth.

"Your Highness." Suddenly there was a voice asking for instructions from the door.

Nan Ruo backed away immediately, and the crown prince stroked his lips gently: "It should be that the meal is here, you got up early and haven't eaten yet, eat something to warm your stomach."

Help him straighten his clothes and sit down together: "Come in."

Two servants came in with food boxes, took them out and arranged them on the opposite couch swiftly, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, not daring to look at it.

Before leaving, one of them took a step forward and said, "Your Highness, just now Eunuch Zhou called the little eunuch to pass the news that Princess Changle woke up early and summoned the imperial physician, and the imperial physician came to see her and said that her fetus was gasping."

Changle is pregnant?

At this point in time... Nan Ruo frowned.

The prince's expression was slightly grave: "Go and tell Liu Duan to send Changle to Jiaofang Hall and let the queen take good care of it. Before giving birth, you are not allowed to step out of Jiaofang Hall, and then ask someone to go to Zhen Fusi. I will see you in the afternoon." Confession of the son-in-law." His voice was cold, "Just keep your breath."

If you want to play tricks, it depends on whether he is happy or not.

Nan Ruo glanced at his expression, waited for the servant to retreat, and asked aloud: "Does Your Highness like children?"

"You asked me, and I want to ask you too, don't care about the reasons you said earlier, just say whether you like it or not."

No one knows better than him how important offspring are to a man in this world. He doesn't want the prince because he doesn't want offspring. It's not fair to him, and it's not fair to him.

The prince didn't hesitate: "I don't like it." After a pause, "I... probably can't be a good father. I think if given a choice, no child would be willing to be born in the palace, at least I don't."

He will never be a good father, he is afraid of repeating the mistakes of his father, not to mention he still has hysteria, which may be inherited, why add another person to suffer together.

Nan Ruo's heart felt sour, and a smile appeared on his face: "It turns out that Your Highness and I have thought of something, and I can't do it well. Now, we don't need to deliberately accommodate the other."

Before he crossed over, he had always had a natural attitude towards marriage and childbirth. The pressure of modern survival and all kinds of rich spiritual entertainment made him not feel that marriage and childbirth were necessary, and the general environment of this world made him even less willing to suffer from having a child. , especially for daughters, the child may feel uncomfortable because he was born and raised, but he himself will feel uncomfortable.

Most of the unwillingness and pain that has tortured Zheng Fan for more than ten years come from this. After experiencing heaven and falling into the world, if life is unsatisfactory, he will miss the goodness of heaven even more.

Prince: "Don't give in."

Nan Ruo was helpless: "I hope His Highness will think more about himself, so that he doesn't have to wrong himself just to make me happy."

He is not good at expressing, he is afraid that the prince will feel that he is always paying unilaterally, and resentment will arise after a long time.

Prince: "I'm not wronged, I just want to treat you well."

Nan Ruo smiled: "I have to treat His Highness better in the future."

The prince shook his head: "I treat you well because I want to treat you well, not in exchange for anything. You don't have to bear the burden. Your willingness to accept my kindness is already the best reward."

He is kind to Brother Ruo, and he is also pleasing himself. If Brother Ruo is happy, he is also happy, of course——

He leaned over and rubbed Nan Ruo's nose: "I'm even happier if you're willing to treat me the same way."

The stubbornness and persistence in Nan Ruo's heart were crushed under his gentle gaze. The fingers covering his chest hesitated a little, took out the imperial decree in his arms, and handed it over:

"My last chip... I'm here for you."